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acid 70's

 


first trip

feeling God's
fingers on
my brain

hearing the
melody of
colours

smelling the
texture of
words

spoke with
Kierkegaard,
the Buddha
and Jesus

learned that
everything was
meaningless, but
far more significant
then we will ever
understand

I walked through
the hanging
gardens of my
own soul and
picked Dharma
flowers

and knew that
nothing would
be the same
ever again
buddhakitty
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Author's Note
In the late 1970's I took a hit of acid everyday for a year, but the first trip...WAS the trip!
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